I have been so busy in Lent this year that I have forgotten about Lent.
Suddenly, I realized that Holy Week is only a week away and I have taken no time to ponder on Jesus’ forty days in the wilderness.
Looking once more at the story, the things that strikes me, is the physical dimension.It takes place in the desert, in a barren, hostile wilderness where survival is a challenge.
‘Jesus’, we are told is led into the desert.
Absolute isolation is a rare thing.We live in a world …
Reflecting on Salley Vickers’ Mr Golightly’s Holiday at our Readers’ Group last night, there was much discussion of tragedy and comedy and whether the two were necessarily linked. The passage in which the protagonists reflect upon the anecdotal story of Joseph Grimaldi, the man considered to be the father of modern clowning was discussed.
The anecdote has been told in many ways over the past two centuries. On Wikipedia,
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joseph_Grimaldi, it appears as follows:
“The famous ‘sad clown’ anecdote was first told of Grimaldi (later also told of Grock…
Arriving home at 5.30 am after a flight delayed by sixteen hours can leave a jaded feeling, but it did give time to ponder the country in which we spent a week.
Andorra is an indefinable place. A mountain principality since 1278, the princes are the President of France and the Catholic Bishop of Seu d’Urgell, a strange combination of secular modern Europe and medieval Christendom.
Catalan is one of the official languages, along with Spanish and French; it means everything is trilingual. If you throw in the English translation …
I bind unto myself today
The strong Name of the Trinity,
By invocation of the same
The Three in One and One in Three.
I bind this today to me forever
By power of faith, Christ’s incarnation;
His baptism in Jordan river,
His death on Cross for my salvation;
His bursting from the spicèd tomb,
His riding up the heavenly way,
His coming at the day of doom
I bind unto myself today.
I bind unto myself the power
Of the great love of cherubim;
The sweet ‘Well done’ in …
The Lent Study programme in our diocese is concerned with ‘Welcoming The Stranger’; one of the things it seeks to do is to get us to look at our own preconceptions and prejudices.
Prejudice is a strange thing.
In 1993 we took our summer holiday in September. It was much cheaper and the roads were much quieter.
We meandered down through the middle of France, staying in the Auvergne, before heading down to Argeles on the Mediterranean coast near the French-Spanish border.
Because it was such a lengthy trek, it …
Beginning preparations for Holy Week today, I thought of Jesus’ words as he approached the city of Jerusalem to live through those world-changing moments, ‘O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you who kill the prophets and stone those sent to you, how often I have longed to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, but you were not willing’.
It has always been a wonderful picture for me; taking me to my childhood days and my grandmother’s hens in the farmyard.
Summer days were best for …